They look a little strainedSaying no-one kept in touchAnd they ask me what I knewAnd I tell them nothing muchAll the faces all the sameSaying it was all so wrong,And how everyone's ashamedBut we were just dumb and young.

' It's high time you knewThat none of it was true,All those things they said about you,Mary-Anne, Mary-Anne.It's long past what's due,They can't even look at you,Cos they know they always knew, Mary-Anne.'

See how everyone is niceSee how everyone has grownNow they wouldn't want to seethat stuff happen to their own.Though they work hard to forgetAll those bad times in the yardThere are some tell their regret,For the days that grew too hard.

'It's high time you knewThat none of it was true,All those things they said about you,Mary-Anne, Mary-Anne.It's long past what's due,They can't even look at you,Cos they know they always knew, Mary Anne.'

Now they cry the way you cried,And their kids don't understandWhy sometimes they feel so strangelike a hand slipped in their hand,When their children ask what's wrong,Why they can't go to the parkTo see lonely Mary AnneWho still plays there after dark.

'It's high time you knewThat none of it was true,All those things they said about you,Mary-Anne, Mary-Anne.It's long past what's due,They can't even look at you,Cos they know they always knew, Mary Anne.'